Alexa Bourne is a teacher by day and a
romantic suspense writer by nights, weekends and all school holidays. She also
teaches online classes for writers throughout the year. She is thrilled to be
writing for Decadent Publishing and to have the chance to share her love of
Scotland with readers everywhere.
When she’s not concocting sinister plots and steamy
love scenes or traveling and exploring cultures, Alexa spends her time reading,
watching brainless TV and thinking about exercising. She loves to hear from
readers. To find her, visit www.alexabourne.com or http://alexabourne.blogspot.com, http://www.facebook.com/AuthorAlexaBourne or follow her on Twitter @AlexaBourne.
A typical
day for me starts around 5:30, 6 o'clock in the morning. After breakfast and
getting ready for the day, I get online and check emails. If I need to post
blogs for the blogs I participate on or assignments for classes I'm teaching, I
do that. I usually only spend about 10-15 minutes on the computer in the
morning simply because I'm SO not a morning person and I'd rather sleep in
until the very last possible second!
I'm a substitute
teacher so I'm busy during the school day shaping the minds of our future
leaders. (Some would say this is a bit frightening!) However, during the
teacher's conference period I read or write.
As a
teacher, I have summers off. I do still work part time, but this is the point
in the year when I get a lot of writing done. Last summer I wrote rough drafts
of 2 new stories. I'm hoping I'll get the same amount of work done this summer
too! I do try to increase the number of gym classes I attend and I also try to
go on some vacation when I can. Other than that, I write!
In the few
weeks HER HIGHLAND CHAMPION has been on sale, I've learned very quickly that
being a writer is very much like being a teacher. Neither job is just a 9-5
job. I'm always thinking and planning and doing, and when one activity is done
there's ALWAYS something else to do!
Her Highland Champion
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A Decadent Honor Guard story…. 
Heather Winchester leads a charming life. With
good friends, a beautiful flat in one of the most amazing cities in the
world, and a promising future once she finishes her Ph.D, she is finally
pursuing her own dreams instead of catering to everyone else’s…except she
doesn’t remember any of it.
Malcolm Fraser has returned to his Highland village to forget his failings as a professional bodyguard. Believing he could just lose himself in the mundane activities of running his bed & breakfast, he finds a woman’s lifeless body by the loch instead…. Captivated by Heather as she regains her memory, Malcolm is thrown into the line of duty. As danger comes knocking on their doors, will he be strong enough to love her and keep her safe? Genre: Contemporary romance, adventure, suspense/thriller Heat level: 3 Word count – 23k |
Champion
Excerpt:
She turned to the bedside. A man stood there
dressed in dark green sweats, with both hands clenched around the silver
bedside bar. He was handsome, with light eyes, dark hair cropped close to his
head, and a firm jaw. It was his hands, though. They drew her attention.
Clean skin, defined knuckles, large fingers. Hands rough from a hard day’s
physical labor, and yet, she imagined, gentle enough to caress the
afternoon’s sufferings away.
“It’s good to see you awake.” He smiled.
“You gave us all quite a fright.”
Okay, the Scottish accent drew her
attention, too. At once, it both melted away some of her fears and sparked a
whirlwind of questions.
“Where am I?” Her throat scratched like
sandpaper.
“St. Catherine’s Hospital.”
She swallowed hard. “Where is that?”
“Fort William.” He reached for something on
the table by her bed and brought back a plastic cup with a straw. “Here.”
“Thank you.” The warm water coated her sore
vocal cords. She handed the cup back to him.
Wait a
minute. Fort William? The only
Fort William she knew was in Scotland. “I don’t understand. How did I get
here?” Ignoring the aches in her body, she pressed both palms to the sheets
on each side of her and pushed herself up. The blanket fell away from her
chest and a new chill surrounded her. “What’s going on?”
Her arms shook, and she collapsed back to
the bed.
“Relax.” The man set his palm on her
shoulder, as if to keep her flat against the mattress. The heat of his
fingers seeped through her hospital gown and into her skin. “I found you
unconscious on the beach in Glenhalish. I called for an ambulance, and they
brought you here.”
“I was in Glenhalish?”
“Aye, on a three day tour of the Highlands.
Do you not remember being there?”
“No.” She squinted and studied him. No
memories surfaced. “Do I know you?”
He shook his head. “Only from the beach. I’m
Malcolm Fraser.”
She opened her mouth and then closed it
again. Her gaze drifted to her lap as tears burned in the corners of her
eyes. Panic swelled in her chest and into her throat.
“What is it, lass?” he asked with such
tenderness.
“Can you tell me my name?”
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